So I say “penis” a lot lately.
WAY more in the past month or two than in my entire life before.

“Please don’t squeeze your penis so hard, buddy.”

“It doesn’t really matter if your penis is bigger than/smaller than/rounder than etc Billy’s, or Johnny’s, or Joey’s… every penis is different. ” (‘Every penis is different’ is now I thing I’ve actually said. And you can’t unsay that shit.)

Reluctantly Suburban Eats

Recipes: Eat, Drink, and be Keri

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